I totally just used John Mayer's lyrics to get laid.
windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
It had been so long since my last time that it was easily a double helping of stomach pancakes. I think she was mildly impressed.
She walked in, looked at the bed, sniffed, sighed, and went to grab her cleaning supplies. I'd say she knows.
I decided they need a food cart that just roams around the library like the cotton candy people at the circus. But with real food. like tacos cause it sounds delicious.
Oh god. It's like a broken faucet. My guts sound like a bilge pump clogged with golf balls and cake frosting.
I'm all about sex. But even I know there will be a time to retire my junk. And that will be my 40th birthday, or whenever I'm hideous
I HAVE A BLACK EYE FROM A DILDO!! IM GETTING MARRIED TOMORROW! THIS IS NOT A MISSUNDERSTANDING!
i made up my own drinking game and i took a secret shot every time someone asked me about school or my future
Huh interesting. Well thats too bad. Did he catch on?
I doubt it. After sex he sat there naked until the episode of fresh prince (which had JUST started) was over.
Did you get any pics? And I can only imagine how inferior you must have felt knowing that somewhere in that room was a guy whose penis was the length of your forearm.
Watching a guy masturbate in real time is a lot less theatrical than porn had me to believe.
I guess I just don't understand how the two main issues with your ex involve a cock ring and a Christmas tree
Did he at least walk u home
He offered. I dont like that shit. I want his dick not his presence on my walk home
How's the party?
I'm watching two people get flogged. Sothere's that.
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